No Surprise

Looking through God’s eyes
this beauty comes as no surprise
a little art in the evening sky
a human heart may wonder why
we so often fail to see
the gifts given to you and me
to do better is our vow
even though we’re not sure how

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Believe

We want things
to mean something
flowers and lightning
laughter and crying
a loved one’s touch
the beating of our hearts

we are quite sure
they mean something
but explaining what
gets a little tricky
the more important it is
the more inadequate are words

I think Einstein said
if you can’t explain it to
a six year old, you don’t
understand it well enough
but the trust and faith
of children make elaborate
details unnecessary

And didn’t that Jesus
suggest becoming as little
children? We want things
to mean something
and they do
but don’t give yourself
a headache figuring out what
just believe in the belief

Gently

A spider web
in a tree shining
in the morning sun
undulating gently in the breeze
gives one to understand
that God is in his heaven
and the plan continues
to unfold

Prayer

God won’t give you
more than you can handle
but the devil plays
by different rules.
Too much good
or too much bad
can make you act a fool.

So you have to pray
for guidance, for
some light to see you through.
And remember when
you make it,
it was God, not you.

No Warrior

He washes a plate and a frying pan
he washes a fork and knife
he washes his face, he washes his hands
and settles down for the night
trying to get his head around
the bad news of the day
mind blown by the numbers
of people who need him to pray
and how with a snap of God’s fingers
so many things are shattered
and for each of us at a given time
there is just one life that matters.

He never felt like a warrior
not qualified for the task
but they must really need it
or they wouldn’t ask
So as he lays him down to sleep
he prays the Lord their souls to keep
it may seem too simple
but it’s the bottom line
I’ll pray for yours
 you can pray for mine

After the Insects

After the insects have gone to sleep
the quiet stillness becomes complete
a silence so profoundly deep
it seems you can hear your
own blood flowing

You can hear the approach
of a breath of a breeze
moments before it rustles
the nearby leaves
then it’s gone
and the stillness keeps growing

The moon in the cobalt dome
like the eye of God presiding
over the barely seen scene
where longed for spirits cease hiding
and emerge to merge
into a greater knowing

A Little Less

The rainbow in the cloudbank
reminded me that God
said it would be okay
I slept better than
I deserved to
and the sun is out today

Didn’t have a single
problem magically disappear
but I’ll try to live with them
with a little less fear